This is a song about "Its cold"

My own gods say i'm deceiving. my heart isn't cold, its freezing.

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

I've got the cold flow and its fast as fuck

Its a cold night, life in the ghetto isn't so nice

Mine? type: nice. light come off the white ice

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Breath its cold well let me turn up the dial,

I looked sadness dead in its cold eyes

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

I'm cold on the cold turkey

I reel them in, goadomes on see

I need a beat thats so slow and cold its chill,

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill